Resisting he urge to cry, Max sat down, and waited for Jiro to come back. He felt like he needed someone to talk to, but no one understood English. Max began to study the area more throughly. Nothing interesting. He sighed. "Why me?" He asked himself, as he did on a daily basis. Then, he sighed, thinking of th answer he gave himself. "Because then someone else would need to endure it." Max said, beginning to cry.